"Oh, come now," Mabh murmured sweetly, "let us be friends." The water within the circle she traced grew dark, and Sonny could see shadows and shapes flickering in the depths. "Wouldn't you like to see what our darling girl is up to?"
In spite of himself, Sonny knelt back down on the grass and glanced into the Faerie queen's improvised scrying pool. He had no wish to spy on Kelley. Still, he found he could not look away when he saw glimpses of her soaring over the Central Park Lake on dark, glimmering wings, and expression of fierce elation lighting up her face. He saw the flaring darklight of her wings and then saw the howling tornadoes of Mabh's Storm Hags descend upon the scene. The wild, dangerous look on Kelley's face made her look so much like her mother that it gave Sonny a hollow feeling in the pit of his stomach. But not nearly as much as the last, lingering image that flared up in the water-the image of Kelley throwing her arms around another man.
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FantasyFaerie can't lie... so they say Despite the allure of the Faerie Magick now coursing through her veins, Kelley Winslow's just trying to get her New York City life back to normal. That means theater rehearsals for Romeo and Juliet and nightclub outin...
